Elvis Costello - "Secret, Profane & Sugarcane"

The eternal Elvis: Once chronically ill humored new kid in town, much later, to "North" grandiose Schnulzier, last krachlederner delivery person without regret, but with a lot of groove. Today, with 53, Costello makes active resistance, by naming its about thirtieth album "Momofuku" (What the fuck?) After the inventor of instant noodles, completely analogue recorded and first released on vinyl only. Even "The Delivery Man" sounded in part by resentment and anger, according to "Blood & Chocolate" and Rabaukentum. The feverish ballads here between the few remaining Wutliedern there are also "Momofuku" again, although georgelt, begged and is making noise in too long "Turpentine" and "Stella Hurt" again. Much more but there is the other Elvis, from sighing and blazing Elvis because "Harry Worth" or "Pardon Me, Madam, My Name Is Eve" (which Lucinda Williams co-wrote) act as echoes to "Imperial Bedroom" or "When I Was Cruel". Overall, classic Costello, because you can not go wrong. (7)